At mid-night
December 31 ,2015 I wrote a few lines in
the FaceBook and translated one kural to remind myself that I have a duty to
perform to my language and also my subject Economics.This is the first blog of
the new year
And let me
start by talking about love in a more symbolic way.It is not about the love in
modern times but the poetic and pure love of sangam literature some 2000 years
ago.
I seek the
grace of the Almighty and my parents to read and write to my heart content as that alone can keep me
alive.
Coming to
the translation of kural,she is a shy girl having the eye of a deer and her
modesty itself is a jewel. Such being the case does she require any external
ornament like gold to add more beauty to her? That is absolutely redundant.
The
feminists must not mistake valluvar the author of the classic KURAL:
Only when
you drink wine you shall get intoxicated. But here is a girl whose mere sight
delights me and make me happy oh is it
kama?
The new year
was inaugurated with a visit to the God’s own country to revisit economics and
also Waynad.The estranged relationship for
long very long priod was forgiven
and not forgotten for the good of the
system.Spent quality time with great scholars and got some academic space to
meditate on issues of international finance. Whenever I go to any conference I
not only realize my hidden and latent energy in my subject but also the cruel
fact that time is limited and I must make the best out of it.I hope I will and I
should.R
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